I only wanted what everyone wanted
Since bras started burning up ribs in the 60's.
Favors are flying, faces are falling,
All I desire is to never be waiting.
If thatâs a crime letâs commit it.
Thereâs a new crime, sexual suicide.
When our underwire radio tears into their international airwaves
Boredom will Die! Ears will Bleed!
All they desire is to give and to please.
Thereâs a new crime, sexual suicide.
Thereâs a new crime, letâs commit it
While weâre waiting on the next day, to begin it in the best way.
Thereâs a new crime, sexual suicide.
Thereâs a new crime, letâs commit it.
Donât worry, Heather, about forever.
Donât worry about me.
Itâs a lottery baby, everybody roll the dice
Itâs a lottery baby, everybody roll the dice
Will we always be like little kids
Running group to group asking who loves me?
Donât know who loves me!
Itâs pathetic. Itâs impossible.
Like girls in stilettos,
Like girls in stilettos,
Like girls in stilettos trying to run. [ Lyrics from: http://www.lyricsmode.com/lyrics/e/emily_haines/the_lottery.html ]